What's this then? Beaver lost his tongue? Or the run speaks for itself? Is that the message? I mean the hare spends 4 days recce'ing the run - every spare minute he has out searching for perfect trails, planning the checks, tweaking the falsies aided by the very peak of direction finding technology. Then what happens? The hounds find themselves faced with a 378 meter mountain which the hare deliberately DOESN'T go up in favour of some kind of flat trail round the hills which just as it's turning interesting and heading out away from the run site and turning the run into a 10k monster, he rejects in favor of a pleasant gentle downhill trail back to the runsite in ONLY 6.72k. Typical! What ever happened to heading out from the run site with a bag of paper, no sense of direction and a hangover? Those were the days, eh?
Sigh. There's no way to win. Had I gone to the top (a pretty hostile place, by the way), the run would have been called 'too hilly'. Had I carried on along the ridge away from the runsite, it would have been denounced as 'too long'. And now you've basically declared it 'too pleasant'. Plus NOBODY noticed that it's a perfect map of north and northeast Thailand. It isn't easy, you know, being a misunderstood genius.
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SH3 is a group of runners, walkers, beer drinkers, and picnickers based in Songkhla, Thailand. We run every Saturday at 4:30 pm. (4:00 p.m. in the wet season between November and February). We're a family hash and visitors are always welcome. For questions regarding transport etc. you can contact us via our Facebook page (Songkhla Hash House Harriers SH3) or call the Beer Butch at the number shown below.
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As the hashing center for Thailand's Deep South, the Songkhla region offers three different hashing experiences: Songkhla Hash, every Saturday; Hatyai Hash, every Sunday; and Hatyai Full Moon Hash, which runs the night of every full moon or thereabouts. Misdirections to each weekend's runs usually appear here by Thursday or so.
What's this then? Beaver lost his tongue? Or the run speaks for itself? Is that the message? I mean the hare spends 4 days recce'ing the run - every spare minute he has out searching for perfect trails, planning the checks, tweaking the falsies aided by the very peak of direction finding technology. Then what happens? The hounds find themselves faced with a 378 meter mountain which the hare deliberately DOESN'T go up in favour of some kind of flat trail round the hills which just as it's turning interesting and heading out away from the run site and turning the run into a 10k monster, he rejects in favor of a pleasant gentle downhill trail back to the runsite in ONLY 6.72k. Typical! What ever happened to heading out from the run site with a bag of paper, no sense of direction and a hangover? Those were the days, eh?
ReplyDeleteHe's wrong you know!
ReplyDeleteSigh. There's no way to win. Had I gone to the top (a pretty hostile place, by the way), the run would have been called 'too hilly'. Had I carried on along the ridge away from the runsite, it would have been denounced as 'too long'. And now you've basically declared it 'too pleasant'. Plus NOBODY noticed that it's a perfect map of north and northeast Thailand. It isn't easy, you know, being a misunderstood genius.
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